To dine with one who has chip on their shoulder
Her spirit and heart are cursed to smolder
Not leaving the table where she is treated like shit
Simply amounts to oneself of wasted efforts and disrespect

Though it wasn’t easy to put the menu down
With one’s heart sinking to drown
She still firmly refuse to dine on a table
That only serves her cold meal.

04.02.2023 1:38 AM